I did it for awhile and it was great. Got paid $8 an hour, hung out all day at a place I loved hanging out at (paintball shop/field) with lots of people I got along well with, got tons of discounts, had a cool boss, made my own work schedule, and didn't have to work during the week.

But the employment situation at that field was much better than at some other fields, where they don't pay as well or only pay in paint. It was long hours too and not as fun when the weather was bad, but I didn't even mind that too much. We just made fires when it was cold out. And working 11 hours in a day wasn't too bad because it meant I could make $88 in a day, pretty good for a teenager, especially since minimum wage in Georgia was $5.15 at the time.

And I reffed for some celebrities, so that was cool too. Anyone heard of Story of the Year and Lil Bowow? I actually mentioned that experience when I had an employment interview for a law clerk position recently. Who'd expect paintball to help my legal career?

Yeah it was $5.15 for ages, it was utter crap. I got paid $5.50 an hour at my first job.

Since then they've raised minimum wage to like $7.15 or $7.50 or whatever it is now, and it was about freaking time. I mean, the fact that it went up by 2 dollars just goes to show that they ignored it and kept it too low for WAY too long.

I know California is a more expensive place to live than Georgia, but $5.15 flat out sucks no matter where you live. Working an 8 hour day for $40 is retarded.

I lifted my car on a Craftsman jack I just bought yesterday to change my oil. I lifted it up on the correct jack point, put the car on jack stands. I was going into my garage to get the oil, and then I go to my car. Right as I am about to go underneath my car, my bimmer begins to shift and it falls off both the jacks and lift. I pull the lift from underneath my car and it was totally bent, I couldnt even relieve the pressure off of it and one of the jack stands got pinned underneath my car and left a nice hole on the bottom. Luckily another neighbor had a lift so I could pull out the jack stand. If I had another 15 seconds to get underneath the car I would've been dead.

Step 2: get a settlement from the jack company for making faulty/potentially life threatening ****?

Glad your ok though. I've luckily never had that happen before.

I don't want to go through the trouble. I'm ok with the 90$ refund I got. There are no exchanges for being dead. Unless your a zombie, of course.

Anyways, my car is ****ed beyond belief. My engine now sounds like a diesel truck, and its not because of the faulty lift. I'm beginning to look into selling it for parts or something, because pretty soon I doubt it will be drivable.

I ended up not getting that bimmer. He decided he wanted a lot more for it in the end. So lame.

So I didn't party last night. Ended up chilling and watching Hurt Locker with some friends. This guy invites over this girl that's been digging him, because she didn't wanna be all alone, and he figured he could pawn her off on one of his friends, because he's got a girlfriend. He tells us she's a five. She's at least a 7, and it's rare that I even rate women. So she's talking to us, and she's like "Oh man, this looks like that level from, uh, Modern Warfare 2." So now her and I are talking games for some reason, and I haven't played MW2 in a few months. So she's about to leave, and throws a big stink about how she has to walk across campus to get back. I offer to take her back, just because I live near her. So we're on the way back, and just chatting about school, when she goes, "So, Jay, how good of friends are you and Jesus?" She wanted me to find God, and started getting Evangelical on me, even though I told her I came from a christian upbringing and I'm just agnostic right now. So after this, I walk back to my friend's place, where they're watching Bruno. I was like, "Did you know she was an evangelical?" Apparently, they all knew. Jesus Christ.

So we're on the way back, and just chatting about school, when she goes, "So, Jay, how good of friends are you and Jesus?"

lawl this kind of thing doesn't happen to me very much anymore, I think just because the people I hang out with don't tend to attract a lot of uber christians to the group so I'm never really around any.

But a week or two ago some girl I randomly met through a temp job I was doing tried inviting me to her bible study at GSU since that's where I'm going to law school. To be fair she was really nice about it and not as in-your-face as other people can be, but still too persistent for my liking. When I say "no" because it's "not my thing" that's my polite way of saying the conversation is over, it doesn't mean you should keep prodding me about how it's all really "relaxed," "nondenominational," and how I may "learn something." It does mean that if I want to learn more it will be on my own prerogative and from a CREDIBLE ACADEMIC SOURCE, not a bunch of well-intentioned crackpots who are waiting with baited breath for the day a jewish zombie comes to wisk them away to never-never land. Somehow that sort of thinking tends to destroy a person's credibility.

Ok I was nicer about it than that but when she started pressing me I think she got a little more than she bargained for. Then we had a very nice conversation about fitness, I wrote down some tips to help her put together a good fat-loss plan, and sent her on her way.

lawl this kind of thing doesn't happen to me very much anymore, I think just because the people I hang out with don't tend to attract a lot of uber christians to the group so I'm never really around any.

The group I hang out with is the same, she just got called over by a mutual friend. I've never had an issue with religion. I've just never enjoyed getting prodded by someone who wants me to make a decision right on the spot.

Also, last night, I ended up going to a drag show with a bunch of friends. The girl from the previous story suddenly got sick at the last minute when she found out what we were going to see...

Location: Gainesville, Florida, HOME OF THE MIGHTY GATORS aka TITLETOWN,USA

This just in, my bike has to be completely rewired, and is leaking oil from the scavenger pump. Rear brake line/piston has air in it that won't bleed out, and as i mentioned, doesn't trigger any sort of light when depressed. Also, the mechanic didn't bother to check the size of the nuts he put on the lugs of my three hundred dollar custom seat, and didn't bother to put lock washers on either, so the lugs are now galled and have to be re threaded. As an added bonus, he also locked the front nose bar completely down, so instead of pivoting when it hits bumps, it bent the metal back and forth. if that sum***** wasn't out of the country I'd kill him.

ANGRY!!!!!!!!!

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